They say you can only write as well as you read…which may be where I find my love for writing. I didn’t always love writing. I wasn’t even very sure I was good at it. But I’ve always loved to read. I’m pretty sure my near-sightedness and the fact that I had coke-bottle lenses in 2nd grade is due to the fact that my nose was ALWAYS buried in a book (especially since no other person in my family wears glasses). Most of my memories from elementary school involved a book, usually the Baby Sitter’s Club, my most favorite series to read. That love for reading has never gone away.
I subscribe to an email service called Wowbrary that sends information out about the latest books, movies and music. Every week when I receive the email, I get excited about browsing through the descriptions of the various media available at my library, more so because most times, I know I can request a book right away and be one of the first to read it. Which is important because, especially in the case of very popular books, the wait list for books can sometimes be upwards of 20 people (for the record, the highest I’ve ever been on a request list is 51). So I’ll request a book I’m interested in and then play the waiting game.
Saturdays are usually library days in our family. Most of the time, I am just going in to pick up books that I’ve requested and are on hold for me while I take my kids to browse the children’s section in the library. But let me tell you – going to the library, for me, is like experiencing Christmas. In a previous post, I wrote about how I have just gotten into listening to audiobooks and how much I enjoy it. But there is just no greater feeling than holding a hardcover book while caressing the thick pages between your fingers.
Before I even walk in, there’s a tingle of excitement in my stomach. I can’t wait to get inside. Once inside, I love the smell. The library closest to our home is still relatively new, so there’s a mix of newness with a light musty smell that some of the older books seem to have. As my daughter and I browse the juvenile series section, I run my fingers along the spines of the books. I tilt my head to read the titles, looking for those fairy books that my daughter loves so much. Once she finds her books, I leave her be and browse other sections, knowing that sometimes, it just feels good to be alone with the books and take your time perusing the cover and back of the book to determine if it’s one worthy of your time. Once she grabbed her 5 favorites (thank goodness at least one of my kids took after me and my love of reading), we headed to the checkout section where my treasures are waiting for me. And this is where the excitement begins to bubble over.
Most times, the wait for the “on-hold” books is so long, I can’t remember which ones I requested. So when the librarian heads to the long row of bookshelves behind the counter to retrieve my treasures, I am eagerly waiting in anticipation to find out which jackpot I hit today. Today was just that: a gold mine! I had 4 large books waiting for me, 2 of which I had been waiting forever to get my hands on! I turned to my daughter and excitedly said, “This is just like Christmas!” She looked puzzled and said, “Why?” “Because it’s like getting exactly what you want and better yet, it’s FREE!” I said. She smiled and said, “I totally get it, mom.”